I'm Mad
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1. I get strange exotic dreams
With some strange erotic scenes
Gonna sleep all day
I get notions by the score
Most of them against the law
Do them anyway
So I took a trip to see Kane's Xanadu
Cos at the time there wasn't very much to do
I think I'm coming down, coming down
2.I get weird imaginings
About all different kinds or things
But I always try
To get fantasising thoughts
Maybe Bardot in her shorts
Like a natural kind
So I took a trip to Tutankhaman's tomb
He was alone and said he hoped I'd come back soon
I'm mad
This pounding in my brain
Will somebody explain
The way back to reality
Hey you
You keep your nose so clean
Your mind is so obscene
You'll find another change in me
I think I'm coming down
Looking straight ahead
The room is spinning round
Them blues have knocked me dead
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
I'm going mad
Out of my head
I'm going mad
Cos now I've given back the top hat to Astaire
Oh not that I expected you to really care
I'm mad
This pounding in my brain
Will somebody explain
The way back to reality
Hey you
You keep your nose so clean
Your mind is so obscene
You'll find another change in me
I think I'm coming down
Looking straight ahead
The room is spinning round
Them blues have knocked me dead
Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh-yeh yeh
I'm going mad
Out of my head
I'm going mad
Yeh-yeh yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh yeh
I'm going mad
Out of my head
I'm going mad
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Readable chord sheet for I'm Mad by Slade
[Gsus4] [G] [Gsus4] [G] 1. I get str[G]ange exotic dreams With some str[Bm]ange erotic scenes Gonna sl[Em]eep all day I get n[G]otions by the score Most of th[Bm]em against the law Do them [Em]anyway So I t[C]ook a trip to see Kane's Xanad[D]u Cos at the t[C]ime there wasn't very much to d[D]o I t[Eb]hink I'm coming d[G]own, coming d[D]own 2.I get weird imaginings About all different kinds or things But I always try To get fantasising thoughts Maybe Bardot in her shorts Like a natural kind So I took a trip to Tutankhaman's tomb He was alone and said he hoped I'd come back soon I'm m[E]ad This pounding in my b[C#m]rain Will somebody expl[Abm]ain The way back to re[A]ality[B] Hey y[E]ou You keep your nose so c[C#m]lean Your mind is so obs[Abm]cene You'll find another c[A]hange in me[B] I th[A]ink I'm coming down L[E]ooking straight ahead The [F#m]room is spinning round Them bl[B]ues have knocked me dead Yeh yeh yeh yeh I'm going mad Out of my head I'm going mad Cos now I've given back the top hat to Astaire Oh not that I expected you to really care I'm mad This pounding in my brain Will somebody explain The way back to reality Hey you You keep your nose so clean Your mind is so obscene You'll find another change in me I think I'm coming down Looking straight ahead The room is spinning round Them blues have knocked me dead Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh-yeh yeh I'm going mad Out of my head I'm going mad Yeh-yeh yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh yeh I'm going mad Out of my head I'm going mad